In a dimly lit chamber, the pious sisters, their faces veiled, await their divine verification. They strip down, their bodies trembling with anticipation and fear. Lying back on the cold stone floor, they spread their legs, exposing their untouched, glistening folds. The silent, robed figure approaches, his massive, veined cock already hard. He positions himself between their thighs, his breath hot on their skin. The sisters whimper, their eyes closed, as he slowly, painfully, inches inside them. They cry out, their hymens breaking, but they must not move. He pumps into them, their tight, virgin pussies clenching around him, as he chants ancient prayers. Their juices slick his cock, and they fall into a rhythm, their bodies betraying their vows, their moans echoing through the chamber.